you are!" exclaimed Flora.  "I told them it was of no use to
wait when you and Norman had begun a dissertation."

"Now, Mr. Ernescliffe, I should like you to say," cried Ethel, "which
do you think is the best, the name of it, or the ?"  Her
eloquence always broke down with any auditor but her brother, or,
perhaps, Margaret.

"Ethel!" said Norman, "how is any one to understand you?  The
argument is this: Ethel wordnetdesire people to do great deeds, and be
utterly careless of the fame of them; I say, that wordnetdesire of glory is a
mighty spring."

"A mighty one!" said Alan: "but I think, as far as I understand the
question, that Ethel has the best of it."

"I don't mean that people should not serve the cause first of all,"
said Norman, "but let them have their right place and due honour."

"They had better make up their minds to do without it," said Alan.
"Remember--


       "The world knows nothing of its greatest men."


"Then it is a great ," said Norman.

"But do you think it right,